The Cook

Warcraft/LOTR/GOT inspired world building fantasy. (Multi-char big RP)

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Warcraft/LOTR/GOT inspired world building fantasy. (Multi-char big RP)

Seems interesting.

Escaping Union City. "Reboot"

@MisterMonkeyFaceI think its best we leave the jeep behind. We can't storm into the area with the jeep it would only attract unwanted attention, hence forth our death.

Sorry for the late reply I was busy with another RP.:D

The Sandy Rose Saloon

As Rose the bartender approached to pour Wu another round on the account of his request, he reached for his pockets. By the time he pulled out a couple of cents he noticed how sweating his hands were, he dropped the money on the counter and swalowed hard, Lord he needed that drink after that intense moment. Rose served him the drink, but she held on to it as she propped it in front of Wu, for a brief moment he was confused, shifting his attention to her, he tilted his head upward facing Rose. She gave out a warning vibe, yet there was a bit of fear and worry in the air about her, Wu could easily read it.

Wu nodded at rose, she took her hands off the glass. Wu certainly apprehended Rose's warning message. He took the drink and gulped It. Sore his throat became, but it was a feeling Wu craved for at the moment. Rumbling in his stomach he let out a slight sigh and shut his eyes, when his relieving, quaint moment was interrupted by a harsh muffled voice. Wu opened his eyes a bit, enough to know who's demanding the young bartender. "Enough drinking" Wu thought. He was a heavy drinker, but not with a highly wanted man in the same bar, sitting a stool away from him.

Escaping Union City. "Reboot"

A multiple gunshots echoed from a distant area. "Survivors!" Greg cried. He shifted his body and tilted his head until he was able to locate the origin of the gunshots, "to the north" he whispered as he pulled his map from the side-pocket of his backpack. Quickly he located the destination of the area the gunshots came from. There. "We should Head there Colonel! They may be still alive." Greg said.

As he walked to the destined area, he looked over his shoulder to make sure the colonel is keeping up and well, and he was. When they reached the block, there was massive horde on the motel doorsteps. They were trying to get in. Loud growls and screams came from that horrifying horde. Greg gave a sign to the colonel to keep quiet, and halt. He sat on the side walk trying to avoid the horde's attention.

There was only one reason for that horrid view. Stranded survivors, "there must be people inside that motel..Carter." he whispered. Pausing and scanning the area, clear. "We've got to find a way in. Perhaps the backdoor?" Greg wondered.

Escaping Union City. "Reboot"

@ClocktowerEchos its okay as long ans the post is meaningful and leads to somewhere in the overall plot.

Escaping Union City. "Reboot"

@GodOfWarhmm yes the motel should be partially empty that most people fled to the stadium considering it was close to the motel. But there would be a few zombies.. a few wandering the motel.

Escaping Union City. "Reboot"

@GodOfWar dont worry.. we'll be there once you've fired a gunshot.. probably :P

Escaping Union City. "Reboot"

@ClocktowerEchos are you heading to us or to "Godofwar" and "AbysmalDemon"!??

@ClocktowerEchosit would be best if you pointed out who are you heading to?

Escaping Union City. "Reboot"

Greg was on his knees,helpless,hopeless and shocked on so many levels. The stadium was supposed to be the last resort, castle fort but no it was plagued with the dead. Hope was gone, its a word Greg isn't familiar with at that moment. No use of living now he thought as he dropped dead inside himself. All he wanted to do is to lay back on the wet sticky red gravel, waiting to die.

When suddenly he heard a quite footsteps approaching at his back. He didn't bother to look, he didn't care. He shut his eyes and tried to remember the clear beautiful sky he lied his gaze upon earlier today. He smiled in fear "take me" he whispered. He waited for a brief moment but nothing happened but a mere whisper he heard "We were compromised... Unless you feel like dying today soldier, I suggest we get the hell out of here. That motor's gonna draw every last one of those freaks for about five blocks." Greg's heart pounded hard suddenly when he heard a man's voice. He abruptly stood up as he twisted around..it was no Human flesh eating monster, he was a colonel. Greg smiled and gave a slight whimper. "Yes we better get out of here." Greg agreed. Looking around him, scanning the area, "We can't use the jeep, it's nearly out of fuel. We wont reach far. Best to use it as a decoy to keep those horrid things away from our path." Greg notified the colonel. "I am CPT.Greg white by the way." Greg introduced him self. "Shall we get going?"